"Come on, call the dumb uncle over. After a long time, Huan Zicheng finally raised his voice, and while reaching out to wipe it somewhere on the bookshelf, the dark grid immediately retracted back to its original place.

He sat down in an armchair with his robe on, his eyes fixed on the candle flame, and his expression was unpredictable.

The mute slave soon arrived.

"Come close. Huan Zicheng beckoned to him, and at the same time took out the folded cocosy paper from his sleeve and handed it over: "There are some residual medicinal powders here, you take them to Ren Zong to take a look, ask him to check them, and then write the compatibility of this medicinal powder to me." ”

The piece of paper that Huan Zicheng took out was used by Qin Su to wrap the medicine powder, and after feeding Guo Yuanzhou the medicine, Huan Zicheng put it away.

The dumb slave bowed silently, took the paper sleeve, and Huan Zicheng took out the bag from his sleeve again, took out the forged letter from it, and handed it to the dumb slave: "Give this letter to Ning Zong, ask him to check his handwriting, as well as the paper and seal, and tell me immediately if there is a result." ”

Speaking of this, he leaned back and said leisurely: "At today's banquet, I almost said, someone in the Yuqiong Hall set up a bureau. If this letter falls into the hands of others, I'm afraid that I will experience another storm. ”

The dumb slave's face changed suddenly.

He quickly opened the letter and looked at it twice, and immediately there was a deep worry on his face.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to speak, but he never opened his mouth at Huan's house, so he quickly closed his mouth, took a few steps forward, picked up the brush on the case, wrote a few words on a white note, and handed it to Huan Zicheng to see.

Huan Zicheng glanced at it, and then shook his head slightly: "I'm fine, I just got a mystery medicine, and now the medicine will also pass." He said expressionlessly, tapped his fingers on the desk a few times, and asked lightly: "What is the name of the long-term follower who followed my father with a pair of inverted eyebrows?"

When the dumb slave heard this, he frowned and thought for a while, and then wrote a few more words on the paper.

Huan Zicheng lowered his eyes and looked at the paper, and the corners of his lips moved slightly: "It turned out to be called Ah Ju." He didn't say anything more, only gestured to the mute slave.

The mute slave immediately bowed, and with a pen, he erased Ah Ju's name.

Huan Zicheng's gaze stopped on the paper, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "In this game, there is a strange thing. At the time of the onset of the drug, the door of the temple was locked, and at that time I suddenly heard a woman singing, and the singing voice was very strange, and the lyrics were incomprehensible. ”

As he spoke, he wrote a few words on the white note, which were the six characters of "duck feet yellow, shore and mountain green".

"Tell someone to look it up and see where it is in tongue. He shoved the paper in front of the dumb slave.

The dumb slave put the paper away, still with a worried face, and he looked at Huan Zicheng's eyes, like an elder looking at his own child.

The melancholy in his eyes, Huan Zicheng sensed it.

His face softened, and then turned cold: "I have already said everything that needs to be said." This is just one time, not an example. ”

He stared at the candle flame on the side with an indifferent face, and his cold eyes were like ice.

The dumb slave looked slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized.

In an instant, a terrifying killing intent suddenly burst out from his body, like a mountain of seas, turning this silent secluded room into a mountain of blood corpses, and his originally honest eyes also contracted their pupils at this moment, and the depths of the dark pupils were bloody and cruel.

He stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, lazily pointed his hand to the southeast, and then looked at Huan Zicheng again.

Although he didn't say a word, Huan Zicheng completely understood what he meant, so he nodded lightly: "Yes, Uncle Dumb didn't guess wrong." ”

The dumb slave nodded, the aura on his body suddenly dissipated, and his only eyes were as black as deep holes, looking in the direction of the southeast corner.

That direction is where Puyuan is located.

Huan Zicheng still had no different color, and only hooked his lips to the dumb slave: "Pour me a cup of tea." ”

The dumb slave stepped forward with a blank face and poured a cup of tea for Huan Zicheng, and when he offered the teacup, his expression suddenly became kind.

He patted Huan Zicheng's shoulder lovingly, with a comforting smile on his face.

Huan Zicheng took the teacup, drank it all, got up and ordered: "Prepare cold water, I want to bathe." ”

There was an answer from outside the door, and Huan Zicheng turned to the dumb slave again, shook the finger dyed red pink in front of him, and said in a very soft voice: "Keep an eye on it for me." Then tell Ren Zong when the medicine is available and when it will be available. ”

He spoke vaguely, but the dumb slave nodded without hesitation.

Obviously, who Huan Zicheng is talking about and what he is referring to, he knows it in his heart.

After a pause, Huan Zicheng picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, wrote a few words on the paper, tore it off and handed it to the dumb slave: "Give it to the green ghost." ”

The dumb slave took it, still holding it up.

Huan Zicheng waved his hand at him, and his face was a little tired: "You go down." ”

The mute slave saluted with his hands crossed, and quickly withdrew.

Huan Zicheng stood outside the shadow of the candle, and then turned to Baoxia.

There is a special clean room in the building, and there is a huge wooden basin in the room, in which most of the basin of cold water is placed, and clean cloth towels and clothes are hung on the wooden shelves next to it.

It seems that the movement of the burning qin is really fast, and it doesn't take long to arrange everything.

Huan Zicheng looked around, and between his cold eyebrows, a smile suddenly crossed him.

…… Soaking in cold water for two hours is fine......

A weak voice suddenly flashed in his mind, as if it was close to his ears.

He curled the corners of his lips slightly.

The night was deep, and the smile seemed faint and faint, as if it could not withstand the rolling of the night, and soon dissipated again, nowhere to be found......

…………………………

Soon after the Dragon Boat Festival Palace banquet, a message circulated in the imperial city:

The false position on the fourth prince was dismissed by Emperor Zhongyuan.

Not only that, Emperor Zhongyuan also issued a prohibition order and no longer allowed the four princes to go to the Shoucheng Palace to discuss matters.

Three days later, this news was confirmed, and it was confirmed by the fourth prince himself.

The scene of him kneeling outside the Shoucheng Hall to plead guilty, half of the people in the entire imperial city saw it, and the remaining half didn't see it, and they all heard it.

What is the effect of his petition, everyone does not know, people only know, just a few days after he asked for sin, the third prince was suddenly summoned to the Shoucheng Palace by Emperor Zhongyuan, and when he came out, he was no longer a pure third prince, but became a doctor of Guanglu.

The vacant position vacated by the fourth prince fell on him.

Judging from this, the four princes' pleas, I am afraid that they have not received any effect, and it is very likely that they have angered Emperor Zhongyuan. It's just that the specific situation is not clear to others.